Ayy, look peep game though

Real nigga don't gotta show too much, nigga

I might come through in a low, in 'Rari, nigga

Sippin Fiji water, nigga

You know I'm saying? Living life though

Word around town, I got them bands right

Word around town, I bought that Benz right

Word around town, I got my shit right

Word around town, I got that big ice

I got my shit together, so you choosing now

I was sitting in the trap, thinking of a plan

If I can get this hoe cracking, I can buy a Benz

But back then, it was hard for me to touch a band

'Cause on the low, that lil' hoe wanted a boyfriend

Took a trip to the A, yeah, I took a chance

Got there, went broke, I was like, "Damn!"

Had to sleep at the airport, I'm like, "Damn!"

Sun told me not to fuck with that ticket, man

I gave it a few months and the bitch blew

For a nigga with a whip and some nice shoes

And that's when I found out that she wasn't cool

But I let the bitch beg, I'm a damn fool

That's one of the bad things that money can do

And all money ain't good, learned that from you

And now you wanna come back, bitch, you ain't cool

I got shit to do, bitch, keep it moving

Word around town, I got them bands right

Word around town, I bought that Benz right

Word around town, I got my shit right

Word around town, I got that big ice

I got my shit together, so you choosing now

I might go to Puerto Rico to chill out

Next week, I'm thinking London, this shit real now

I'm tryna make a couple million for my kid now

When I heard Corky died, I was like, "Wow"

Hot boxed in the whip, yeah, I'm in the clouds

Run up on this 650, and it's going down

Holla at my OG, he fronted a pound

Then I shipped it out of town, watch that money pile

I be riding by myself, 'cause these niggas dirty

I got a hunnid enemies and a hunnid Dro

I got a hunnid Backwoods and a hunnid blunts

And a hunnid bad bitches tryna get it from me

I said, "Excuse me, bitch, why you playing with me?"

I don't wanna talk, if you ain't talking bands with me

You should fly to Miami and get a tan with me

And maybe you could eat lunch on the sand with me

Before we take this any further, ma, explain to me

Are you on some groupie shit? You acting strange to me

Do you like smoking weed? I love those trees

We can chill by the ocean

Okay now, look-look ma, what's ha'nin'?

I don't wanna be your boyfriend, that's tragic

I might wanna come over, chill, eat a sandwich

Please, no cameras, no Instagram action

You do it for the lights, you know I do it for the cabbage

Word around town, I got them bands right

Word around town, I bought that Benz right

Word around town, I got my shit right

Word around town, I got that big ice

I got my shit together, so you choosing now

Now

Larry June

Songtexte Now - Larry June